Do you dream of being hospitalised?

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I just read some research that said many women dream of being hospitalised with something relatively minor just for a few days. They see it as a way of being able to stay in bed and be looked after instead of running round after everyone else. And I thought it was only me! (Please bear in mind that not everyone can arrange a couple of days away).

I've been in and out of hospital for the past two years, one was an emergency admission and the rest were life saving and reconstructive ops (I've had six GA's I think).

I can understand why people like being in hospital. I got used to the care and attention from the hospital staff (I'm not in the UK) and it's the only time I got my meals brought to me 🤣

No, its literally my worst nightmare! I'm a SP of 4.

I have felt like this in the past but now, no, absolutely not.

Having had several admissions in the past two years, I wouldn’t even go near A&E unless I had no choice. I have a heart issue which Cardiology can’t agree about & have had two very quiet heart attacks in 2 years (no crushing chest pain, no drama). Therefore, I tend to get admitted “to be on the safe side” every time I go to A&E.

110% yes, I do.
Most nights when I go to sleep i imagine I'm in a hospital bed and friends and family are having to pamper to my needs as I'm too poorly (but not seriously ill). They are all blaming each other for putting their needs on me and feeling guilty about it now I'm ill

I was in hospital for 4 days last year for cancer surgery. It was the least relaxing 4 days of my life. On a 4 bed head/neck/neurology ward, we had one woman who had stabbed herself in the stomach during a mental health crisis. She was in the process of being sectioned as was delusional and paranoid, police were in to speak to her, then security were following her everywhere monitoring her.

The man next to me had jumped off a building trying to take his life. His entire bloody family, I mean literally like all 20 of them, sat there like 10 hours a day eating McDonald’s and watching the football loudly on their phones and criticising him (bless him, he just looked like he needed a rest).

And then the man directly across from me had a tracheotomy and couldn’t speak, but kept stopping breathing and then thrashing about. At one point during the night the nurse was like, I need to go down the hall, if his oxygen sats drop to 80%, press your buzzer. 😳 🫣 They didn’t thankfully, but christ, not what I’d call relaxing.

When I want a break, I leave the kids with Dh and take myself off on holiday!

I completely understand the desire for a break from everything. My DH is great and we share the load equally but the constant demands from work, kids and elderly parents is relentless. I have a fear of flying but recently went on a long haul flight for work. Despite the fear it was blissful just to have hours to myself to watch crap tv and relax.

I think if someone voices this wish it should be taken seriously as a sign of desperation, and any family/friends who can, should see what they can do to ease the pressure. Rather than laughed off, as was my experience

Yes. My happiest Mother’s Day was the Sunday morning I woke up in hospital after minor surgery the day before.
someone bought me a cup of tea, toast, and I watched tv in bed. It was an enormous treat.

Currently in the process of separating - no surprises there!

Couldn't think of anything worse than being in hospital (for any reason) and I'm on my own with 3 DC, one of whom has SEN.

God no! My time on the postnatal wards have put my off that idea 😆

If I need a break away I take a work trip to our office a few hours away and have a night in a hotel 😆

Last time I was in hospital I was nil by mouth for about 36 hours. They finally removed my sign at lunchtime. Just as they served lunch, a lady was brought in with a twisted bowel. She was vomiting loudly and copiously. My wardmates pushed their sandwiches to the side but so help me god I was so hungry I ate every single thing to the soundtrack of heaving, retching and splattering.

Not in a hospital (hate hospitals and defintely not a relaxing environment - unless perhaps its a private one with your own room ensuite and tv!) but a fews days in bed watching box sets and being waited on sounds great.
Do i have to be ill or injured to do it???

i got my wisdom teeth out under general anaesthetic. I had all sorts of lovely ideas about having a couple of days resting and recovering from the anaesthetic initial painr whilst having my parents help look after DC (DH had had to go away with work, could not be rearranged). I thought how wonderful it would be, bit of agony was worth the floaty painkillers and not being the responsible adult.

As it was, my parents turned out to be less helpful than toddler DC and required more input from me. I actually had more to do with them "helping" - making the soup that was the only thing I could face eating, and them eating it. I had to do school pick up because they didn't want to get it wrong. I had to do bedtime stories even though I couldn't speak... basically I would have been better off without them.

A very, very minor two night rest somewhere, with someone else looking after me, is still a dream. But one I am not likely to realise if that experience is anything to go by.

I do

No. I would find the lack of privacy hideous. I have tents galore and a campervan I can go off in. I like going off on my own.

I do have a happy memory from my emergency admission two years ago. My appendix had ruptured (didn't realise at the time obviously) and I was in A&E. I was being shunted from the trolley to various departments for scans etc and was shivering uncontrollably by this point. I was wheeled down to the CT scan room and the radiographer walked in - he was literally the most beautiful man I'd ever seen in my life 😍 He was like 'Mrs Yelram, everything's going to be ok'.

Even in my semi-delirious state I tried to bat my eyelashes at him 🤣

I had ten days in hospital last October (I have cancer and had fluid build-up in the lung, which was quite painfully, but utterly to my relief, drained.)

I do indeed have the occasional fantasy of being back in that nice ward (I was lucky) being looked after, everything taken care of, constantly monitored and given drugs as needed. Nice wardmates in similar situations to chat to and have the occasional laugh with.

Instead I struggle on at home now, and really, I know that going back in only means bad news, but still.... even with the constant bleeping through the night, and 'being quite ill' and commodes by the bed, food (which was good, and plentiful) I couldn't eat, daily Dr Doom visits, and all that... it seems quite attractive.

Seeing as I'm petrified of hospitals no, absolutely not.
However my friend and I used to talk about what illness we could have that would give us a couple of weeks off work but not incapacitate you....

I’m a teacher and I have this thought fairly frequently

I still feel wistful for the days after dc1s birth...they were just a little bit underweight and I stayed in hospital for 5 days...I can still remember the comfy jammies I wore...ate chocolates, read magazines and breastfed. They brought meals and I had free access to a kitchen where you could make tea and toast. It was actual bliss, it was almost 20 years ago now and I'd still love to relive it.

And this too, frequently, in the intervening years.

Our nursery teacher tripped over a child, broke her foot and was off for weeks, I was madly jealous.

Yep. I've thought this. Less so now but it used to pop into my head a lot when DD was smaller.
It's a very basic desire to be looked after and to be free from all responsibilities, blame, expectations and guilt.

I could have died from Sepsis and was unbelievably poorly . I was on a corridor for 15 hours with a nurse positioned next to me before being admitted.
I was v, v unwell and all I wanted in the world was to be better and be at home with my husband , my babies and my family. Thankfully I was lucky and I did get better - eventually. But it gave me PTSD and took me a long long time to recover.
YAB ridiculously unreasonable.

Mental hospital: No. Nothing is worse.
General hospital: Maybe.

I used to when I was teaching. I would wish that one day I’d actually collapse from exhaustion and then people would see I was struggling. I ended up having a breakdown, quit teaching and became a TA and now I never feel like that. I do think it’s a sign that you’re heading towards burnout.

I am also someone who has had to stay in hospital frequently and experienced all the horrors of it, but I still wished for that break.